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Love-Idyll

How sublime thy heart!
In where I dwell,
With the 'Heaven of Rose'
Divine sweet smell.
Through the stream of honey
Over the sky of love,
I swim all the day
And fly like a dove.
Though I never thought that
I can ever get this place,
I assumed, my life
Would remain loveless.
I felt I've to leave
From your ocean's shore,
Or I may stuck in the cave
Can never mine thy ore.
Even once, I couldn't imagine
That I can be thine,
Seemed I'm not for you
Saw no hope or sign.
Since I had met you darling
I couldn't think but you,
But I couldn't help cry
I wasn't apt to, I knew.
For thy elusive heart,
The 'Untamed Gazelle', to hunt,
I swear, I left no stone unturned.
Then, haply with a storm
Or a shift from cold to warm,
A wind erased the cloud of dismay,
Naked the sun of hope
With bright shining ray.
The tale may be nothing disting,
But it's how, in my soul
Came the awaited spring.
The 'Gift' I got was beyond my thought,
That was your heart, I sought for a lot.
The bud of love began to bloom,
I achieved the Belle, I longed for whom.
Then the storm began
Of unwavering glad,
I forgot all griefs
Those I ever been had.
All regrets came to end
And I forgot all the pain,
When in my gloomy heart
Thou started over reign.
You were mirage, beckoned in my dream,
I win thou 'Brine', of billewier stream.
After the dark-sable night
Thou appeared like dawn,
I conquered those 'Black-Berries',
After stinging by thorns.
Your appearance in my heart
Provides me with wings,
I can fly far miles, within few winks.
I can't still believe that What do I gain,
All appeals of mine, don't go in vain.
When I saw you first, I but gazed,
I became wordless and
My heart got seized.
At first glance on thy eyes
I couldn't do blinks,
Surroundings disappeared,
Seemed absurd rest things.
Then thy orphean call
Brought me in sence,
The honey of thy tone
To my thirst, did quench.
I can't describe 'Oh God! '
How thy touch let me to thrill,
You filled my heart with wine
Full to the brim from nil.
Nothing is more precious
Than the Jewels of thy eyes,
I can give all for those
As much wish, thou appraise.
I feel worthless when thou not with me
Mussel's cost is pearl, of mine is thee.
I crave to be caged
In thy sainted 'Love-Jail',
Unless my life, will convert into hell.
I aspire to be thine untill my dusk,
Don't give my heart back, even if I ask.
The stream of love may not see end,
First to me, The Angel of Death,
The God may send.

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